Nobody Compares to You

Celia is just a normal 18 year old, she lives a normal life until her brother, Jackson, dies from cancer. She is never the same because he was her best friend. She decides that when she turns 19, she wants to move away from the little town in New Hampshire and pursue her dream as a photographer. She moves to London, England and meets five boys that almost fill the hole that was made when Jack died. Will she fall for one of the boys? Will one of them fall for her?

8. Good Luck?

Celia’s POV:

So I have today off so I’m thinking I want to go see Niall, after all, he kissed me. I have to find out why. I mean, I think he just got caught up in the moment. Zayn’s words have been stirring in my brain

I can assure you that Niall would never hurt you. He said he would talk to the boys but what would he say? I’m not really prepared for if Niall likes me. All I know is that I’m over Liam and I’m moving on. And if moving on means being with Niall, so be it. I actually think I’m falling for him.

I arrive at the boys’ house and walk up to the door. I knock softly on the door and I hear a voice. “It’s open.” said a deep voice. I slowly turn the door knob and walk inside. I kick of my flip flops and am greeted by the owner of the deep voice that granted me entrance into the flat.

“Hey Celia, what’s up? We’ve missed having you here the last few days.” He says truthfully

“Okay, Liam’s out, but Niall, Zayn and Lou are in their rooms” he informs me. I first come to Louis room. I knock on the door lightly. He opens the door and a massive smile grows on his face. He says hi and pulls me into a tight hug. He squeezes me tightly in the hug.

I gasp “Lou…can’t…breathe…”

“Sorry love, I just missed having you here. It gets pretty mad around here with just us boys.” He admits

“Haha. I missed you too Lou.” I embrace him in another quick hug. “I’m gonna say hi to Zayn” I say pointing across the hall. He nods and I make my way across the hall and see that his door is open, he is sitting on his bed texting.

“Hey” I say poking my head in.

“Hey, come in” he simply says. I make my way in and sit in a chair.

“I really like your name Celia. It’s so different”

“Celia is actually short for Cecelia. Cecelia Grace, I told the other boys that a couple weeks ago, you weren’t there” I say

“oh” he says flatly

“Did you..uh..talk to Niall and Liam?” I ask awkwardly.

“Well, I talked to Liam, and he says he talked to Dani and they are back together. But Niall didn’t really wanna talk to me though.”

“Oh. Well that’s great for Liam. I’m glad he’s happy now.” I lie.

“Yeah, he seems really happy.” He agrees.

“Well, I guess I better talk to Niall. I mean, it’s been three days. We have to talk sometime.”

“Okay, see you later.” He says. I walk down the hall and I hear a beautiful voice singing an unfamiliar song.

Baby tell me what to change

I’m afraid you’ll run away

If I tell you, what I wanted to tell you. Yeah

Maybe I just gotta wait, maybe this is a mistake

I’m a fool yeah, baby I’m just a fool yeah.

“That’s great” I say, interrupting him.

“Thanks” he says.

“Did you write it? It’s really beautiful” I ask.

“Yeah, thanks. I was really inspired.” he answers. Maybe he found someone, maybe he doesn’t like me.

“So, about the other day…why did you kiss me?” he looks at me like I’ve dropped a bomb on him.

“Celia” he comes over to me and takes my hand. “For the past month, I have watched you kiss Liam, Hug Liam, and cuddle with Liam while you watch movies. Zayn and Louis have girlfriends, and I just sit back quietly, and act like it doesn’t bother me to see you with him.”

“What do you mean?” I ask. Oh god.

“Cecelia Grace Adams, I love you.” My jaw drops. He lets go of my hand and walks over to the window. He puts his hands on his head and paces back and forth. He turns back to me. “I’ve been going mad since that kiss. You’re the only girl I’ve ever been sure about. I’ve been sitting here, just thinking, maybe you don’t feel the same way. But if you didn’t feel something for me, you wouldn’t have kissed me back. I know the only person you think about is Liam, so I should just accept that you’ll never love me like you love him, but I…” I cut him off by walking over and putting my finger over his mouth. I remove my finger. I pull him closer to me and press my lips against his, he starts kissing back and puts his arms around my waist. My hands tangle in his hair. Butterflies fill my stomach, we kiss for what seems like hours and I pull away to speak.

“You’re right. I don’t love you like I loved Liam. I Love you way more.” I say. He has a big wide smile painted on his face.

“You know, I wrote that song about you.” He admits.

“Really, you don’t say?” I say sarcastically. “I have to go talk to Zayn. Text me?”

“Sure.” He says. I walk out the door towards Zayn’s room. “Wait!” he pauses, I look back at him. “I love you” I run back and give him a goodbye kiss. I turn back into the hall and I see Zayn at the other end giving me the thumbs up. I run up to him and give him a huge hug.

“Thank you Zayn. I know now that I love Niall. Thank you so much for helping me through all this madness.”

“You’re welcome love, anytime.” I pull out of the hug and see someone over Zayn’s shoulder. Liam. He obviously heard me say I loved Niall. He just stands there, with an awkward smile on his face.